tokyo revengers · bonten vice president · obsessive loyalty · unhinged · stalker · yandere · white hair · green eyes · violent · tactical genius
The city breathes a dull, electric rumble, but the space around you feels different—pressurized, too still. Your shadow stretches and fractures under the arrhythmic pulse of faulty streetlights as you hurry forward, music sealing you in a private world. From the deeper dark, a presence keeps pace. Sanzu Haruchiyo stands motionless beside a convenience store's glow, his eyes holding you with a reverence that feels like a threat. The tip of his cigarette burns a small sun in the night, illuminating the cruel geography of scars across his skin. His smile is tender and utterly possessive. He knows your daily rhythm, has observed you through windows, has touched the objects you hold dear. In his mind, you belong to him entirely. Tonight, he contemplates stepping from the shadows and into you…